Still don't know my name

Mount Everest ain't got shit on me.

Eijiro was sitting on the couch with Mina explaining to her how difficult his transition into college was, and For the most part, Mina was listening but the conversation was slowly starting to bore her. She kept yawing and tilting her head onto him but she still let him speak, mostly because she didn't want to seem rude or like a bad girlfriend.

"coming out of UA I've held the state record for most receiving yards the last two years in a row!" Eijiro continued on with his rant "I broke UA records for the most receptions, the most yards during the game: 112, most yards per catch, most yards after the catch. And I can fucking block. And this coach is acting like he don't want to start me. Like I haven't earned my due on the field or something. That's bullshit!"

"Yeah, Ei" Mina snickered "Don't they do that to, like, all the freshmen?"

"I'm not all freshman!" Ejiro then slammed his fist on the coffee table " Look at my stats. I don't get it!"

Mina placed her hand over his fist then smiled at him, "You wanna kill him?"

Eijiro looked back at her completely confused "What"

"Let's fucking kill him"

There was a short pause of silence between them because Eijiro thought she was serious and was about to absolutely lose his shit and then all mina could do was laugh at him.

"Mina, I'm serious. It's not funny. This motherfucker really pissed me off."

Mina rolled her eyes "Come on, Ei. It just takes time." she then slid herself onto Eijiro's lap and wrapped her arms around him " I thought about you all week. I'm dying to fuck you." she began to grind and kiss on him thinking that it was going to make him feel better but to her surprise-

"Ashido stop!" Ejiro pushed her away from him. "Why you gotta make everything so sexual?"

"what?"

"I'm trying to have a real-ass conversation with you." He said while looking away from her.

"Oh.." She then slid off of him with her head down "I'm... I'm sorry."

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The man that Shigaraki had warned Izuku about had made it into the house and he was sitting right next to him. The man was tall, like really fucking tall he had to be at least 6'4, he was also really muscular, his biceps practically shot out of his business suit. His outfit seemed like it was too nice to be worn by a drug dealer, at least that's what Izuku thought, with Shigaraki and Toga being the only drug dealers he knew and they both dressed like bums he assumed that all drug dealers must have dressed like bums but the man beside him proved him wrong with his silk pressed suit and leather dress shoes the only things that were pointing to him being a drug dealer was: 1)The tattoos covering his bald head and fingers 2)The creepy-ass mask he was wearing.

"So.." The man spoke, "this your little bitch?" his thunderous voice had Izuku shaking like a leaf.

"Nah, he's like my little brother," Shigaraki said back to the man as he was sitting across from both of them.

The man then turned to Izuku and waved "Well, hello, there, little brother." Even though Izuku couldn't see his face he envisioned how scary looking he must have been. Now, when Shigaraki said his dudes were coming over, Izuku didn't think his dude would be this dude.

The man held his hand out to Izuku "My name is One. It's a pleasure to meet you."

But you know, that's what happens when you hang out with drug dealers.

"Yo stain, toss me that bag." The man called out to the guy who had came with him. He was sitting at another table with Toga and they were sorting through bags of powder and money together. Stain had done as he was told and tossed the duffel bag to the Man.